DEAREST, could thy husband get,
With his blood, an amulet,
That could charm away thy woe,
From his heart the stream should flow.But from mortal misery,
Such redemption may not be;
Vain before the holy God,
Oceans filled with human blood.Yet let heaven and earth resound,
Such a ransom has been found,
God's atoning Lamb has died,
Jesus has been crucified.Dearest, let that fountain be,
Opened, not in vain, for thee:
It alone can soothe, can save;
Seek, by faith, its precious wave.Seek it, sweet one, while you may,
Seek it, while 'tis called to day.
Seek the Lamb, for sinners slain--
None who seek Him, seek in vain.January 1, 1833.
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